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12

I am seventy percent water

and I feel like a flood.

My face is hot and my blood boils.

But I am calmer than the gentle breeze that was left behind when the person I trusted most closed the door and left.

I'm a tornado. A vortex.

A warped element of nature.

I can cause mayhem and destruction & rebuild and fascinate.

I won't tell you that I'm sad but if I were anyone else, who would?

It's like the picture perfect families we see on television, eating breakfast at the table, and smiling among themselves. Who will tell you they aren't real? Isn't it obvious? Don't you already know?

You already know they aren't real, just like you already are aware of a person's sadness. So why does anyone need to tell you they're feeling particularly under the weather? 

Well..

I will fascinate you at how fast I can grow and change and learn. You won't even notice it, but then suddenly you'll realize that you did all along. Only now you really focus on it.

Maybe we're all nature's experiments. And we're just trying to discover ourselves and make a place to call our own and find a person to grow with. 

We are going to be okay.